I was loved by my idol

Once this setting is accepted, He Chunian and Zhan Jie will all attend receptions that are completely inconsistent with his current status, Zhan Jie will "deliberately" bring He Chunian to show investors, and He Chunian will personally send Zhan Jie home , He Chunian's excessive respect for Zhan Jie, Zhan Jie's excessive care for He Chunian... These things passed through his mind one by one, and he felt that something was wrong.

Qin Ce stared at He Chunian who was eating, and the more he thought about it, the more sad he became. Is his male god really this kind of person?

He Chunian's assistant, Bi Ran, ran in from the outside with an eager expression on his face, before he could catch his breath, he hurriedly said: "In Chunian, I just went to the director's assistant, and he said that the director's car was also borrowed. You haven't come back yet. Your next game will be in the evening, why don't you go back to the hotel to rest first? The car back to the hotel is about to leave, and I'll let them wait for you for a while?"

"When will the director's car be back?"

"I can't say for sure. I'm going to pick up the second batch of actors. It's said that it's delayed due to the weather and hasn't arrived yet."

"Is that so..." Hearing this news, he was really embarrassed.On the one hand, the most recent scene will be at six or seven o'clock, and I have to stay up late at night. It is conservatively estimated that it will be early in the morning. If I don't take a break, I can't stand it.On the other hand, time is lost on the way back to the hotel. Once you sleep on the hotel bed, it is easy to sleep too deeply and lose energy.The best way is to take a nap on the set, and when you wake up, you can check the lines with Tan Xiao, and the director can talk about the play when he is free.

"Didn't the crew arrange a caravan for the actors?" Qin Ce didn't understand why He Chunian had to use the director's car, even if it was...what the hell, it's not necessary to use his car, it's more convenient to use the director's car do something...

"The car from the early years was borrowed as a public rest car, and it was very noisy with people coming and going"

"Is that so?" Qin Ce suddenly smiled when he heard the news. It turned out that he was a kind-hearted man who lent his car out. He had no choice but to use the director's car.But if you can use the director's car, then you can also use your own car, and then you can be in his car... Ahem... He went along with the flow: "My car is empty, come to my car."

"Is it convenient?" Bi Ran asked from the side. After all, it's the employer, so it's good to be able to get close, but if you accidentally offend, the loss outweighs the gain.

Convenience, convenience is dead!

"What's so inconvenient?" Qin Ce stopped his gradually deformed smile and continued, "Anyway, I won't leave even if I'm on the set. You can tell the car over there that you don't have to wait for him."

"Then, in the early years..." The little assistant still wanted to ask the client for his opinion.

"Okay, thank you, Second Young Master."

Qin Ce pushed the boxed lunch in front of him, he was not in the mood to eat at all, not to mention that he was about to share a room with idols, not a car!That is, I don't want to eat, I just want to get in the car.

Qin Ce stood by the car door and let He Chunian go in first: "A commercial car is no better than an RV, and it might be a bit worse if you take a rest. Please feel wronged."

"No, Second Young Master, your car is much more luxurious than my RV."

"Do you want something to drink?" As soon as he got in the car, Qin Ce opened his refrigerator like offering a treasure, and stuffed a lot of drinks in it: "Oh, there are snacks!"

He seems to have discovered a new world, and there are some snacks in the storage room, which can finally comfort his soul that has no breakfast or lunch.

"No need." Sitting next to him, He Chunian found a book upside down on the table in front of him. Judging from the cover, it should be a book on film and television production. How can this idiot rich second generation still read a book?He picked it up curiously and asked, "Is this book yours?"

"Well, I only watched half of it."

"Do you understand?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and he opened it casually, but he didn't expect that all the places he had read were outlined, and the margins beside him were carefully marked with annotations. He thought he was just pretending, I didn't expect to actually read a book.It is said that the handwriting is like that of the person, and the font on the book is neat and beautiful, which is very surprising.

"It's okay, so come to the crew, and practice while theory, if you don't understand, you can ask the crew."

"Tell me, why don't you go to school with your keen and studious spirit? Studying at school is the most convenient and quickest way."

"That's not necessary. It takes several years to go to school, which is too much time. And my family definitely disagrees. Back then, I said that I wanted to study for a Ph. D., but my whole family objected, and they insisted on letting me go to work."

"Doctor?" He Chunian didn't quite believe his ears.

"Well, but I'm studying in a business school, and I don't plan to take the academic route in the future. It's not necessary to have a Ph.D."

"So you graduated from graduate school? No, how old are you?"

When He Chunian bumped into Qin Ce in the corridor for the first time, he thought he was an idle student skipping class and playing around. Later, when we met at the reception, he thought he was a useless fool around because of his family's money. Dai, after all, with that baby face, no matter how you look at it, he looks like he is in his early 20s.He couldn't be a genius, he studied in the junior class or something.

"Oh, I'm 27 years old."

He Chunian looked at him incredulously, there must be a limit to baby face.

"What's the matter, don't I look like I'm 27 years old?" Maybe a girl will be very happy to be told that you look so young, but it's different when it comes to men, especially Qin Ce also set up a "dominant" for himself. President" persona.

A baby face does not seem to have any prestige, and the aura that kills people with one look does not exist. No matter in life or in the workplace, he will always be like a little chicken, being bullied everywhere.

"I may be relatively young. I have worked hard, but I still can't convince people..."

"Lack of prestige may not have much to do with face." He Chunian asked him silently: "Why do you make movies when you are a top student in business school? Your family should have a better job for you."

"I was transferred here voluntarily." Speaking of this, Qin Ce felt very proud.

"Why are you so obsessed with film and television production?"

In order to chase you, Qin Ce almost blurted out this sentence.He thought for a while and changed his words: "I feel that I am very interested in this aspect. Besides, I can shoot whatever you want to play in the future."

He Chunian closed the book in his hand and glanced at him, because he was still thinking about taking care of him.He put the book back on the seat in front of him, sure enough, the rich second generation's mouth was unbelievable, and he was not serious when he said it.

"Then don't say, you set up this company for me."

"That's not true. The company has been established for two years, but it was about to be disbanded. It was I who took the initiative to ask for Ying and tried my best to keep it." Qin Ce exaggerated a little bit, adding a little halo to himself

"..."

"How about it, after knowing my identity, do you want to consider being taken care of by me?"

He Chunian stared at Qin Ce sideways for a while, and came to the conclusion that this man might be a fool.

This kind of thing like nurturing is not very common in the entertainment industry. Who doesn't have a lot of capital involved behind it, and there aren't many financial sponsors.He has also met people who want to "invest" in him, but he has never met someone who is so confident and reasonable... not only should he be reasonable, but also has an unspeakable feeling.

He doesn't have the lewd expression like a bald producer, nor does he have greasy eyes like a producer wearing glasses. That baby face looks innocent and upright, but he just opens his mouth and says "I want take care of you"

It's a complete disobedience.

"You have this bargaining chip, which is enough to support traffic. There are many people who are popular, beautiful, obedient and well-behaved, and can make you money. Why do you have to make gestures at me?"

"I don't like them, I only like you"

Qin Ce smiled and said he liked it. That smile was as refreshing as a sudden cool breeze blowing in a sticky summer night.

The gust of wind caused He Chunian to be in a daze for a moment, and he quickly realized that he picked up the script and bowed his head to add: "Crazy."

Qin Ce originally wanted to ask him whether he agreed or not, but he obviously didn't want to continue the conversation, so he didn't ask any further.

Indeed, He Chunian's looks are not that outstanding in the entertainment circle, after all, there are too many beautiful people in this circle.But Qin Ce just felt that he was very special, and he couldn't say why, as if he had magical powers, so that he could never leave his eyes.

He chased after him and paid attention to all his news. The big and small time fragments in his life were filled with the shadow of He Chunian. The two years of star chasing were probably the happiest time in Qin Ce's life.

He couldn't help but want to get closer to him, a little closer.

He tilted his head to see He Chunian reading the script with lowered eyes, concentrating on it as if he could suck people's souls in.

"Are you watching the scene to be filmed tonight?"

"Um"

"Can you show me the script?"

"You want to watch?" He Chunian looked up from the script.

"Well, I want to see which scene to shoot"

"Yes, here you are"

Qin Ce took over He Chunian's script, and pasted large and small labels on it, and wrote many annotations with pens of various colors in the blank space. His handwriting was a little flying, very free and easy.

"Which scene will you shoot at night?"

"Here" He Chunian leaned over half of his body and pointed to him: "The hero and heroine go to steal father's swordsmanship together, and practice together under the moonlight."

"It looks like there are a lot of action scenes, so it's dangerous."

"Well, I still have to hang on to Wia"

"Isn't it dangerous to hang Wia at night?" Qin Ce returned the script and asked worriedly, "Isn't it better to shoot during the day or in the studio?"

"The audience is not an idiot, and the effect of filming at night will definitely be different during the day. Besides, the job is not dangerous. Don't you domineering presidents die young?"

"I..." Why didn't I realize that He Chunian's speech was so annoying?

Qin Ce handed the script back, picked up his "textbook" again, and sat side by side with He Chunian, the sound of papers turning could be heard quietly in the car.

At that moment, Qin Ce suddenly thought of a very hypocritical sentence. He turned on the computer, found the photo that he had taken at the airport that day, and hadn't had time to take it. After repairing it, he sent it to Weibo.

He wrote, "It's beautiful when we stand and don't talk."